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Broken Heart, Torn Mask Ch4As he stood in the kitchen, he felt suddenly very sick. The scene that had only happened moments before played through his head on an endless loop... over and over and over...Broken Heart, Torn Mask Ch4 by ~Axelsgirl15
“We have something in common, Ryan. Both of us were hurt by Felix. Join my army, and we will hurt him and make him see how it feels to be in pain.”
“But...”
“You want him to know how you feel?”
“Y-Yes...”
“Then join me.”
“... I will.”
Ryan walked over to the counter, pulling out the top drawer slowly. He winced at the slight
noise it created as the inner wheel rolled across it’s track, but h
Broken Heart, Torn Mask Ch2Chapter 2Broken Heart, Torn Mask Ch2 by ~Axelsgirl15
“Ryan...”
“Yes?”
The swede pulled himself closer to him, kissing his lips softly. “I love you bro.”
“I... I love you too.” Ryan smiled. He slid his mask back to look at Felix with unobstructed vision. “Don’t ever leave me.”
“I won’t. I promise.”
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“Ryan...”
No... Let me sleep... He rolled over, letting himself drift off again. I want to sleep...
“Ryan. Get up.”
No... He folded the pillow over his head. “Go away...” the boy muttered drowsily.
He suddenly felt cold steel against his arm. With a cry h
Broken Heart, Torn Mask Ch1Broken Heart, Torn MaskBroken Heart, Torn Mask Ch1 by ~Axelsgirl15
Chapter 1
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“So what’s wrong?”
Ryan looked up at the young boy through his mask. The boy sat in a corner of a cell, dressed in a torn brown shirt and old jeans. He wasn’t very old... probably only six or seven. And his eyes were sad and lonely all the time, even around his friend. Maybe that was why they were both so close... they both had lonely eyes.
“Will you please tell me?” The boy asked again, waiting patiently for the reply. The older man sighed, unable to keep silent after that request.
“He... I don’t think he loves me anymore.”
“Why do you say tha
Broken Heart, Torn MaskBroken Heart, Torn MaskBroken Heart, Torn Mask by ~Axelsgirl15
Prologue
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Well... I guess the best way to start this story is at the beginning. I would start by introducing myself, but I am not important to this story. I am merely the narrator, the one who saw all this. Who knows what my true name is? All you need to know is I saw this happen. With that knowledge, know this is all true.
This story is about a young man named Ryan Terry. An amazing boy, with gorgeous brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the voice that many girls compared to that of an angel. He was a well known and very successful YouTube gamer.
This story also talks about two other boys, one named Felix Kjellberg
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